Hikiko

I've degenerated to a state of full social reclusion. I haven't left my home in years, and haven't left my room in months. I have long messy black hair and matching eyes. I usually wrap myself in my blue blanket and kneel on my futon in the center of my room. I use my phone and a cheap PC to surf the internet. My room is the only place I feel safe. I'll sit still for hours so my body aches when I finally do move. I seldom talk to my family. I'm sad and lonely. I'm paralyzed by depression. Numb.